Get up, get washed, get dressed, get out the door, get on the bus Get into work, and then Come home, come rain, come shine, come on, you do it all the time Get up, get washed, get dressed, get out the door, get on the bus Get into work, and then Come home, come rain, come shine, come on, you do it all the time And come Monday, do it all again
Doesn't anyone ever wonder? Doesn't anyone ever ask why? We are getting one year older every year and one year closer to our final year
Days roll by Why do I feel my life's passing me by? I see my days roll by
I know that no one knows it all or has it figured out That's all right 'til all the years All come all go and all run into one All day I wonder, is this all there is?
Doesn't anyone ever wonder? Doesn't anyone ever ask why? They are getting one year older every year and one year closer to their final year
Days roll by Why do I feel my life's passing me by? I see my days roll by Days roll by Why do I feel my life's passing me by? I see my days roll by
And if you find you're longing for a dream, that you're living for, that you're dying for You may find you're longing for a dream, while denying the reality, Denying the reality that...
Days roll by Why do I feel my life's passing me by? I see my days roll by Days roll by Why do I feel my life's passing me by? I see my days roll by. (repeat ad lib)